Used Love.

I cry as I write this,
Dreaming of your smile,
I guess I should've enjoyed it,
While it was worth while,

You left me on the road,
With no where to go,
I'm sad and depressed,
With my head down low,

I'm dying without you,
I have no one here,
I sit with this razor,
As I look in the mirror,

I cut till it hurts,
It takes a long time,
I do it for hours,
Using this razor of mine.

Well your all gone now,
I've cut you out,
Your just a memory,
Floating about.

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